You are frightened of them.
Yes you are…
Now I loved domestic science, but somehow me and Miss Brown had got off on the wrong foot. Perhaps it was my scruffy appearance. What ever Miss Brown, just did not see things my way. So when she heard me taunting Christine about being scared of spiders she just had to test me.
Well go on boy, go out side and find a large spider. Let’s see you holding a spider. Miss Brown just did not understand me, for at that time I was not scared of any animal. So I did as I was told and went outside and searched the shrubbery for the largest spider that I could find.
Task completed I deposited it on the table that served as a desk for Miss Brown. Now if she had asked me to spell spider I would have quaked in my shoes. And Christine was have laughed; for Christine was my saviour when it came to spelling. In truth Christine and I were good friends.
To me the tangle of wood in prompt looked like a spider. So once again I had posted a piece from my memoirs.
Sadly I cannot remember the real name of the domestic science teacher. Hence my use of the title ‘Twisted Memories’,[domestic science is perhaps better known these days as home economics]
In case anyone should wonder I used the word ‘taunting’ in the old fashioned way, meaning to exchange friendly banter.